It wasn't the first time Jack had been flashed by a student. It wasn't even the first time he'd been flashed by this particular student. It was the first time she had gotten her friend to play along. And her friend was very, very uncomfortable. She clearly didn't want to be doing this. She was blushing profusely and was trying to diligently take notes on what Jack was saying. But every time she tried to close her legs her friend pulled them back open. Every time she tried to pull her skirt down, her friend pulled it back up. Sometimes the instigator would whisper something in the uncomfortable girl's ear which would make her blush deeper but got her legs to shoot wide open again. They were safe enough, from where they were seated only Jack could see what they were doing. The uncomfortable girl was also very, very wet. Wetter than her instigating friend. Interesting.
Professor Felix didn't say anything. He looked. He let them see him look, though he was fairly sure that the instigator saw him, the uncomfortable girl didn't. She hadn't had the courage to look directly at her professor.
None of what they were doing would cause him to stutter or even miss a single point in his lecture. He was teaching Western Civ. He'd been a professor for five years now and pretty much had the routine down. The subject matter was standard, everyone had to take Western Civ, or Modern Civ, it was a core curriculum class. 101. Not any more difficult than a high school class. Jack could teach it in his sleep. On some mornings, after a long night of drinking or partying of one sort or another, he was fairly sure he had taught it in his sleep. Two barely legal, buxom co-eds playing at exhibitionism wasn't enough to throw him off course.
When he was an undergrad, about ten years ago, he had made it to university on a football scholarship. A car accident junior year ended that career, but he had been a good student, finished his degree with a 3.8 GPA, got into grad school and polished off a masters and a doctorate faster than anyone expected, working as a teaching assistant and tutor to pay for school. He ended up being a professor at a university across the country. Which was probably a good thing. He didn't need his reputation as a player following him to his new job.
What he didn't know was that the first girl, the instigator, the girl who had been flashing him since the first week of school; she was the younger step-sister of a girl Jack had known in college. That girl had been his fuck toy, his willing sexual servant for two full years. A full partner in a life of debauchery Jack thought he had left behind. The leader of his harem. Or Queen bitch of the universe, as she liked to call herself. She had been quite an instigator too.
Sisters talk. Did her sister tell her everything? Maybe. Maybe not. But she had confirmed that yes, that was Jack Felix. The Jack Felix. And now her little sister was concocting her own plans. She was instigating her own friends.
But Jack didn't know anything about that. What he did know was that this girl was different. She started immediately. Probably in the second class of the semester? Maybe the third. Shit, it might have been the first class and he just didn't see it. Usually a girl didn't flash him until she'd been away from home for awhile and gotten a bit bolder. Not a freshman in the first week of classes.
Usually Jack ignored them and they would stop. La instigator didn't stop. She got bolder. The first week she flashed him. Generally she wore skirts that went to the top of her knees. The shortest ones went down to the top of her knees. And her tops were conservative as well, not hiding her extreme voluptuousness, but not showcasing it either. While he lectured she slowly pulled up her skirt, making sure only the professor would have a view of her endeavors. Once she was ready, she caught his eye and spread her legs. As soon as she saw him look her way she would close her legs and blush. And then it was blush and smile. That was the first time. Teh second time she held her legs open for a ten count or so. Jack didn't watch the whole time. He had a class to teach.
It was three classes a week. On day one of the second week she had her skirt rolled up five minutes into class and kept her legs open for minutes at a time. By the third class that week she was leaving her legs open for the whole class, grinning at Jack the whole time. Like it was their little secret.
Week three she started wearing buttoned blouses. Legs akimbo, panties on display, she subtly undid her blouse enough for Jack to see her bra. She wore a different blouse the next day, with a light jacket. Using the jacket as cover she was able to undo the blouse almost completely. She zipped the jacket up towards the end of class and walked out like nothing had happened. On the third day she didn't wear a bra. Her magnificent tits were on display for him almost the entire lecture.
Jack didn't say anything. He wasn't sure what to say. He knew what he wanted to say, he wanted to fuck her. Hard and repeatedly. But that could cause trouble.
Week four she started touching herself. The first day was just occasionally. She would close her eyes while she did it. Breasts out, panties on display, mid lecture, she slipped her non-writing hand down between her legs. For any other student in the class it would be a perfectly normal thing to do. Then she gently ran a finger up and down her pussy lips. She did this a few times that Monday. Wednesday she spent about half the lecture touching herself. Friday she wore a thong, and for the first time Jack got a very good look at her exposed pussy as she stretched it open, holding it open for him. She slipped a finger inside herself. She couldn't do too much without getting caught. But she left that class with a wet pussy and no one the wiser but Jack.
This was Monday of week five. Now she had her friend joining in the debauchery.
Usually it was the girls with bad grades who flashed him. They were generally looking to trade sex for grades. That wasn't the case here. La instigator had some of the best grades in his class. Her blushing wet friend was the top student in both this class and in another class he taught. La instigator's grades had actually gone up. Apparently showing off for teacher had enhanced her concentration.
Jack paced while he lectured. He had been on the far side of the lecture area away from the girls. He turned around as he started making his next point and miss uncomfortable happened to be looking up at him. At that moment La instigator had her hand on miss uncomfortable's panties. Jack locked eyes with miss uncomfortable. He didn't break stride or stumble over a word. To all the world he was perfectly normal.
She came. Loudly. Violently. La instigator didn't miss a beat. The hand that had been in her friend's crotch was now gently slapping her back. Her other arm wrapped around the girl's front, pulling her into an embrace. She was comforting miss uncomfortable. La instigator made it look like a coughing fit or a seizure of some sort while miss uncomfortable muffled her scream into her friend's shoulder.
That got Jack to stop the lesson. The whole class was looking at the two girls. They probably had no idea what had happened. Probably. La instigator had chosen her position well, and was covering for the events incredibly well. Miss uncomfortable finished cumming, relatively quietly. Jack managed to mostly keep the smirk off his face when he asked if she was alright. La instigator assured everyone that her friend was fine. Jack asked if miss uncomfortable needed to go to the medical center. The girl was looking down at her desk, too embarrassed to look up. She shook her head.
"Well, if you're sure you're alright. Stay after class, I want to be sure that you're taken care of properly."
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OOC: so that's the idea. I'm looking for a girl to play multiple roles. We can talk about how we want to proceed or even if we want to go back in time and write out all of La instigator's descent into sluttiness. I'm for it, but that's a lot of writing for my co-author where Jack has little to write in response. Maybe a long post explaining La instigator's descent, and maybe a shorter one going into miss uncomfortable's mindset. We can talk about it.
I'm into cumplay. Vaginal and oral sex are cool. Anal is a turn off. If you're interested in joining me in some fun, by all means, PM me.
FYI, writing this up without naming the characters was difficult. La instigator and miss uncomfortable indeed.
Professor Felix didn't say anything. He looked. He let them see him look, though he was fairly sure that the instigator saw him, the uncomfortable girl didn't. She hadn't had the courage to look directly at her professor.
None of what they were doing would cause him to stutter or even miss a single point in his lecture. He was teaching Western Civ. He'd been a professor for five years now and pretty much had the routine down. The subject matter was standard, everyone had to take Western Civ, or Modern Civ, it was a core curriculum class. 101. Not any more difficult than a high school class. Jack could teach it in his sleep. On some mornings, after a long night of drinking or partying of one sort or another, he was fairly sure he had taught it in his sleep. Two barely legal, buxom co-eds playing at exhibitionism wasn't enough to throw him off course.
When he was an undergrad, about ten years ago, he had made it to university on a football scholarship. A car accident junior year ended that career, but he had been a good student, finished his degree with a 3.8 GPA, got into grad school and polished off a masters and a doctorate faster than anyone expected, working as a teaching assistant and tutor to pay for school. He ended up being a professor at a university across the country. Which was probably a good thing. He didn't need his reputation as a player following him to his new job.
What he didn't know was that the first girl, the instigator, the girl who had been flashing him since the first week of school; she was the younger step-sister of a girl Jack had known in college. That girl had been his fuck toy, his willing sexual servant for two full years. A full partner in a life of debauchery Jack thought he had left behind. The leader of his harem. Or Queen bitch of the universe, as she liked to call herself. She had been quite an instigator too.
Sisters talk. Did her sister tell her everything? Maybe. Maybe not. But she had confirmed that yes, that was Jack Felix. The Jack Felix. And now her little sister was concocting her own plans. She was instigating her own friends.
But Jack didn't know anything about that. What he did know was that this girl was different. She started immediately. Probably in the second class of the semester? Maybe the third. Shit, it might have been the first class and he just didn't see it. Usually a girl didn't flash him until she'd been away from home for awhile and gotten a bit bolder. Not a freshman in the first week of classes.
Usually Jack ignored them and they would stop. La instigator didn't stop. She got bolder. The first week she flashed him. Generally she wore skirts that went to the top of her knees. The shortest ones went down to the top of her knees. And her tops were conservative as well, not hiding her extreme voluptuousness, but not showcasing it either. While he lectured she slowly pulled up her skirt, making sure only the professor would have a view of her endeavors. Once she was ready, she caught his eye and spread her legs. As soon as she saw him look her way she would close her legs and blush. And then it was blush and smile. That was the first time. Teh second time she held her legs open for a ten count or so. Jack didn't watch the whole time. He had a class to teach.
It was three classes a week. On day one of the second week she had her skirt rolled up five minutes into class and kept her legs open for minutes at a time. By the third class that week she was leaving her legs open for the whole class, grinning at Jack the whole time. Like it was their little secret.
Week three she started wearing buttoned blouses. Legs akimbo, panties on display, she subtly undid her blouse enough for Jack to see her bra. She wore a different blouse the next day, with a light jacket. Using the jacket as cover she was able to undo the blouse almost completely. She zipped the jacket up towards the end of class and walked out like nothing had happened. On the third day she didn't wear a bra. Her magnificent tits were on display for him almost the entire lecture.
Jack didn't say anything. He wasn't sure what to say. He knew what he wanted to say, he wanted to fuck her. Hard and repeatedly. But that could cause trouble.
Week four she started touching herself. The first day was just occasionally. She would close her eyes while she did it. Breasts out, panties on display, mid lecture, she slipped her non-writing hand down between her legs. For any other student in the class it would be a perfectly normal thing to do. Then she gently ran a finger up and down her pussy lips. She did this a few times that Monday. Wednesday she spent about half the lecture touching herself. Friday she wore a thong, and for the first time Jack got a very good look at her exposed pussy as she stretched it open, holding it open for him. She slipped a finger inside herself. She couldn't do too much without getting caught. But she left that class with a wet pussy and no one the wiser but Jack.
This was Monday of week five. Now she had her friend joining in the debauchery.
Usually it was the girls with bad grades who flashed him. They were generally looking to trade sex for grades. That wasn't the case here. La instigator had some of the best grades in his class. Her blushing wet friend was the top student in both this class and in another class he taught. La instigator's grades had actually gone up. Apparently showing off for teacher had enhanced her concentration.
Jack paced while he lectured. He had been on the far side of the lecture area away from the girls. He turned around as he started making his next point and miss uncomfortable happened to be looking up at him. At that moment La instigator had her hand on miss uncomfortable's panties. Jack locked eyes with miss uncomfortable. He didn't break stride or stumble over a word. To all the world he was perfectly normal.
She came. Loudly. Violently. La instigator didn't miss a beat. The hand that had been in her friend's crotch was now gently slapping her back. Her other arm wrapped around the girl's front, pulling her into an embrace. She was comforting miss uncomfortable. La instigator made it look like a coughing fit or a seizure of some sort while miss uncomfortable muffled her scream into her friend's shoulder.
That got Jack to stop the lesson. The whole class was looking at the two girls. They probably had no idea what had happened. Probably. La instigator had chosen her position well, and was covering for the events incredibly well. Miss uncomfortable finished cumming, relatively quietly. Jack managed to mostly keep the smirk off his face when he asked if she was alright. La instigator assured everyone that her friend was fine. Jack asked if miss uncomfortable needed to go to the medical center. The girl was looking down at her desk, too embarrassed to look up. She shook her head.
"Well, if you're sure you're alright. Stay after class, I want to be sure that you're taken care of properly."
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OOC: so that's the idea. I'm looking for a girl to play multiple roles. We can talk about how we want to proceed or even if we want to go back in time and write out all of La instigator's descent into sluttiness. I'm for it, but that's a lot of writing for my co-author where Jack has little to write in response. Maybe a long post explaining La instigator's descent, and maybe a shorter one going into miss uncomfortable's mindset. We can talk about it.
I'm into cumplay. Vaginal and oral sex are cool. Anal is a turn off. If you're interested in joining me in some fun, by all means, PM me.
FYI, writing this up without naming the characters was difficult. La instigator and miss uncomfortable indeed.
